Date: Mon, 8 Aug 2005 22:21:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels
Subject: Brotherly Instruction pt 1-Initiation
This story is linked to one that I recently posted on nifty in the adult
youth category titled BROTHERLY SHARING. Like that story there isn't a
shred of truth to this one, at least in my experience. Of course we all
know that often times, older brothers take on the responsibility of
teaching the younger ones the finer points of being a boy, although that
differs vastly from family to family. So sit back, rag close by, and enjoy
the story.
Hugs,
Tag_m
"Shhh, you'll wake up Jace," I heard my brother Shawn whisper.
"Well it fucking hurts," his twin brother Rawn whined.
"Just relax I told you," Shawn answered him, clearly impatient. "The pain
will go away in a second." I had been awakened by voices talking low and
then this dialog had taken place, bringing me fully awake in the darkened
room. The twin's queen sized bed was on the opposite wall from mine, and
our older brother Jeff's separate beds, in our dormitory style bedroom.
The twins had slept together their whole lives and apparently had no desire
to make any changes in that arrangement.
Things were mostly quiet although I could hear some rustling and what
sounded sort of like a squishing sound, like when you stir a bowl of
macaroni and cheese or something. Then I could hear breathing, sort of like
after a run, and some grunting and groaning sounds. I looked over towards
the twin's bed but could only make out lumps of shapes. We lived in the
country so there were no streetlights, only the outside yard light
filtering in through our curtains, the light being a hundred feet away. My
older brothers had finally gotten me to get rid of my Scooby Do night-light
a year before so there was only a slight amount of light in the room which
didn't allow me to see much of anything that was more than ten feet beyond
the end of my nose. I had horrible night vision. Had there been light in
the room I would have been able to see much more clearly and I most likely
would have been shocked out of my underwear, which I still wore to bed, it
being another year before I would begin to sleep naked.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum," I heard Shawn whisper as I heard a steady slapping
sound become louder. Come. What the hell did Shawn mean he was gonna come;
he was already there.
"Me too," I heard Rawn whisper, "I'm cumming too." I wondered what on earth
they could be talking about then heard more grunting and groaning and
ooohhh-ing and ahhh-ing sounds. I was dying to get up and go over to see
what was going on but my good sense told me to be quiet since they were
trying not to wake me up and that meant I wasn't invited to whatever it was
that they were doing. Then it was quiet except for heavy breathing then
more movement and then another soften grunt or moan.
"Give me the towel will you, I'm leaking," Rawn said.
"Leaking," I thought to myself. I wondered if Rawn had an accident in the
bed, like if he peed. Or worse. Shawn wasn't making a big deal out of it
so I guessed that wasn't it so I was still quite confused. There was some
rustling about then quiet for a moment then Rawn said,
"Next time it's my turn," and Shawn said okay.
"Next time, turn for what?" I wondered. It would be another six months or
so before I discovered what had gone on that night, the night I'd had my
first, albeit unknown to me, hints about sex. I was eleven going on twelve
and the twins were a year older than me, going to be thirteen on their next
birthday.
The next sexual thing that happened was a few months later. It was early
morning, the sun not quite up but the pitch- blackness was slowly being
pushed away and replaced by light. Our older brother Jeff slept on the same
side of the room as I did, our beds separated by a nightstand. Jeff was
fifteen and sort of my idol whereas the twins tended more toward shunning
or teasing me. Of course twins often do that so it wasn't like I was the
only one. Anyway, Jeff tended to get up before any of us to go for a
morning run. I hardly ever saw him leave but this one morning I was laying
half awake when I heard the rustling of his covers being tossed aside. I
opened my eyes a little bit and saw him swing his legs out and put them on
the floor. At first I thought I was seeing things and blinked my eyes a
couple of times. At that point Jeff was just sitting there and stretching
so wasn't paying any attention to me as I stared at the pole sprouting out
from between his legs. Jeff's cock was sticking out of his body like a limb
on a tree, pointing in my direction.
While I had seen Jeff naked on more than one occasion, I'd never seen his
cock hard before. It was big enough when it was soft, reminding me of one
of our horses it was so long and thick. But hard, oh man the thing looked
huge. When Jeff stood up his cock seemed to almost span the distance
between our beds and my eyes must have opened even further as he stood
there for a moment scratching the furry, goose egg sized balls hanging
underneath the hose that was looking me in the eye.
"Don't worry little brother, it won't bite you," I heard Jeff whisper above
me. I looked up to see him looking down at me. "You can touch if you want
Jace, it's okay." I looked over to the twins side of the room and saw that
they were still sound asleep. I slipped my out from under my covers and sat
on the edge of my bed, my white cotton briefs tented out from my own
morning hard on, another event that I didn't understand and that was
happening with more frequency. I reached out and grasped onto the thick
shaft, Jeff standing a little closer to give me access to him, not that he
really needed to. It felt strange; warm, the shaft hard, but the skin over
it soft. My hand barely went around it and I figured it would take four or
five of them side by side to span the length from the thick bush of hair at
its base to the fat head that was close to me. I was totally amazed at the
size and feel of it and gave it a couple more squeezes before Jeff chuckled
and said,
"You're gonna make me cum if you keep doin that," and he stepped back from
me, pulling his cock from my hand, it bobbing slightly from having been set
free. There was that word again, come. But here he was. I couldn't figure
that out and Jeff was already headed toward the bathroom that he and I
shared, that great, huge, bobbing cock leading the way in the soft, ever
expanding twilight of our bed room.
I lay back down, wondering about what I'd seen. I put my hand inside my
briefs and felt my own cock, pathetic to me in comparison to my older
brother. I would soon learn however that almost everything seemed pathetic
compared to Jeff. At fifteen years old my brother had a huge hunk of flesh
hanging between his thighs and while my hard eleven-year old cock felt
pathetic then, in less than two years I would grow to a point where there
would be less than two inches difference between us and a great many cock
would seem pathetic compared to mine too.
It might seem a little strange, that sleeping in the same bedroom with my
three older brothers didn't provide me with more anatomy lessons but it
didn't really, at least not until I was twelve. Sure, I saw my brothers
naked from time to time, it would be almost impossible not to in the large
dormitory style room that we all shared, but for the most part we all wore
underwear at the very least. It was different when we were younger, pre-
pubescent, but as they started maturing my brothers started covering up, at
least in front of me, the youngest member of the family. Sometimes in the
morning I'd see their underwear tented out from their hard young cocks but
until I saw Jeff, and touched him that one time, the only hard cock I'd
seen was my own.
Within weeks after my twelfth birthday I got my first hairs, an event that
I'd looked forward to for a few months. I had asked Jeff once when I would
start getting them and he said that he had gotten his first ones just
before he turned twelve so I could expect them any time. When they did
appear is was almost like it happened overnight because I didn't really
check my groin out on a daily basis. I was so excited about it that when
Jeff came home from a run that afternoon I had to show him.
"Jeff, look," I said happily, "I got em, I got my first hairs." I had
tugged the front of my jeans down enough for him to see and he got down on
his knees for a closer look. He touched them, touched at the base of my
cock and I felt a shiver go through my body. No one have touched me since
the last time my mom gave me a bath a good seven years before that.
"That's pretty cool shortstop," he said, shortstop being his nickname for
me. "It won't be long before you'll be able to cum." He stood back up then
sat on his bed to take his shoes off and I pulled my pants back into place.
"What do you mean, cum, Jeff? You said it once and I heard the twin talking
about in the dark one night. What are you guys talking about?" He smiled
indulgently as he peeled his sweaty socks off and tossed them into the
hamper by the bathroom door.
"Cum is when you shoot sperm out shortstop. It means you'll be able to make
sperm." Sperm I understood. I'd taken a health class so I knew the basics I
just didn't know the slang.
"Does having hairs make the sperm start?" I asked. He explained briefly
that having hair didn't have anything to do with it, that hair was just one
of the signs that I was maturing. Of course I asked what the other signs
were. He seemed to think for a moment.
"Okay, take your pants down," he said. I looked at him quizzically and he
said it again, "Take them down and I'll show you what I mean. I trusted
Jeff totally. If the twins had said that to me I would have expected them
to pour cold water on my cock or spray it with paint or something but I
knew that Jeff was serious about wanting to show me something. Still, I was
a little self-conscious and Jeff could see that so he stood up and dropped
his shorts and underwear then sat back down, the snake hanging gently
between his thighs reaching almost half way to the floor. I tugged my jeans
and briefs down to my knees.
"See," he said as he touched me, "your balls are starting to drop already,
they aren't in a tight little sac up close to your body anymore." I hadn't
noticed that, but then why would I. I was barely twelve. He went on,
holding my cock up in his open hand. "Your cock is getting longer too, have
you noticed that?" That I had noticed. "Looks pretty good for a boy your
age too, just about like me and twins were," he said, causing me to almost
beam with pride. I loved it when Jeff praised me for something,
anything. "How big is it, have you measured it?" I shook my head, saying
that I hadn't so he told me to wait a second then he went into the bathroom
and came back with a hair comb. He took hold of my cock and held it
straight out from my body and laid the back side of the comb along side of
it, one end resting against my pubic bone and newly grown hairs.
"See," he said, "the comb has inches marked on it so it looks like you're
about five inches long, pretty good size for a twelve year old. I bet it
gets a little bigger when it's hard." He didn't seem to eager to let go of
me, continuing to hold my cock in his hand, closing his fingers over
it. His hand was so warm to me and felt so good that my cock started to get
hard immediately.
"Feels good doesn't it, having someone hold your cock?" I nodded my
head. It damn sure did. Beat the hell out of me holding it that's for
sure. As my cock rapidly inflated in Jeff's hand I saw that his cock was
moving as well, pointing toward my shin instead of Jeff's feet where it had
been before.
"You're getting hard to Jeff," I said and he nodded his head. By then I was
full on stiff and Jeff gave me a couple of tight squeezes then stroked me a
couple of times then put the comb back against it.
"See that shortstop, you gained a half an inch," he said proudly. I looked
down at the comb and there it was, the scientific evidence that I had
indeed gotten half way to the next mark on the comb. "Won't be long before
you'll need a tape measure instead of the comb," he said, finally letting
go of me and letting my boner spring up to smack my belly and stay there in
an upright position.
"How big is yours Jeff?" I asked him, not bothering to pull my pants up
since he wasn't making any move to cover himself either.
"Just a little bit over eleven inches," he said with pride. I asked if
everybody had cocks that big and he told me no, most people didn't get past
six or seven inches so I asked if I would get as big as him.
"Dunno Jace. Maybe. The twins are about eight and half inches now and I
know that dad is pretty big so I would guess that you'll probably get
pretty big too, just like the rest of us. I wondered how he knew that the
twins were that big or that our father was big but the shiny pearl of
liquid at the tip of Jeff's cock by his slit derailed that question and
propelled me to the next one.
"What's that Jeff?" I asked, pointing to his cock, "is that pee?" he
chuckled and shook his head no,
"It's called precum shortstop. It's sort of like sperm or cum and when you
get hard from being sexy like, then it starts to come out. It's suppose to
act as a sort of lubricant for when you go to put your cock inside a girl,
makes it more slippery." My knowledge of human biology was making great
strides.
"Of course," he chuckled, "it also makes a good lube for beating off."
Oops! Another, "what's that?" from me.
"Beating off. It's another name for when you jack off." The look on my face
indicated that I was still uninformed. He asked me if I'd ever stroked on
my cock, and he showed me by taking his own big thick cock in his hand and
slowly moving up and down on it. I shook my head no then told him I sort of
had but only two or three strokes at any time. He seemed to consider that
then said,
"Okay. If you promise not to tell anyone, not even Seth-Seth being my best
friend- I'll show you what I mean. Would you like that?" I nodded my head
saying I promised not to say anything. He looked at the clock, for what I
didn't know, then told me to take my clothes off, while he did the same,
removing his t-shirt then lying on his bed. Once I was naked he told me
come lie next to him, so I did.
"There's a ton of names for it and a ton of ways to make it happen but
beating off is when you make the sperm come out by yourself and not when
you're fucking a girl. He grasped onto his cock, which was lying on his
body, and held it a little more in the air and began moving up and down on
it. "This is kind of what happens when you put your cock in a girl and you
fuck her." He continued to stroke on it, even his hand seeming small on the
long shaft, while his other hand moved to fondle and tug on his fat balls
so I asked if pulling on his balls helped make the sperm come out.
"No. Well sort of. It just feels good shortstop. There's lots of different
places on your body that make you feel sexy and it's the feeling sexy what
helps make the sperm come faster. Its even faster sometimes when someone
else does it for you."
Now that, I found interesting. "Why would you let someone else touch your
cock, why would they even want to?" I thought to myself. Then I thought
back to that other morning, Jeff holding mine and squeezing it and how good
that felt. I couldn't remember how I felt that morning when I held his so
that part of the question was still unanswered.
"Okay, I'm getting close," he said, his breathing and his hand picking up
speed. "Oooh god," he said, "here it comes shortstop, watch, I'm gonna
cum." His hand slowed a little bit and he moaned as he lifted his hips off
the bed and then it happened. I was shocked. Globs of white stuff started
spurting out of his cock, the first one hitting him in the face and the
rest of them, and there were a lot, going on his neck and shoulder mostly
then as he slowed way down so did the stuff coming out until it was sort of
just leaking out. Jeff's breathing was going fast, like he'd run a mile or
something and he let go of his cock and just laid on his bed catching his
breath.
"So that's the sperm," I asked him. He said kind of. Actually the sperms
were to small to see, what I was seeing was the liquid that they lived in,
that carried them from his balls and up out of his cock and normally into a
woman's pussy. "Can I touch it?" he nodded his head so I put my finger in
the goo and brought it closer to my face, rubbing another finger in
it. Stuff was like thick snot. I sniffed it and it reminded me of pancake
batter. Jeff reached down and got a towel from under his mattress, I'd
wondered why that was there, and handed it too me.
"Here, wipe your fingers off." I did and handed it back and he cleaned the
white gooey mess from his body.
"Do you always make that much of sperms?" I asked, adding, "and does it
always shoot out like that?" he said yes and usually.
"So, do you want to try it now shortstop, see if you can make sperm?" I
nodded my head but asked him how to do it and when he asked me if I wanted
him to do it for me I nodded my head. Jeff took my hard cock in his thumb
and fingers and began stroking it. I went totally limp in his bed from the
feelings.
"Like that don't you?" he asked and I nodded my head in silence. He wet his
thumb and went back to work and I almost died, the wet digit sliding up and
down on the underside of my cock, which I just then discovered how
sensitive it really was.
"Oh gosh stop Jeff, it tickles too much."
"No shortstop, that's what it feels like, you're getting ready to cum, just
hold on." Hold on I did, gripping the blankets at my sides, my twelve year
old body rigid, as the tickling increased in my cock to a point where I
wanted to pull away from my brother, and then my whole body seemed to drown
in sensation. It felt like my tummy had a zillion butterflies in, my whole
body seemed to get goose bumps all over it and my cock was tickling
horribly but it wasn't funny, and I was breathing so fast it was hard to
catch my breath. It felt fucking awesome but not awesome if that makes any
sense. I seemed to shake a little bit, I saw stars like when a flashbulb
goes off, and I thought for a moment I thought that I was going to
faint. And then it was over. Jeff slowed way down on his stroking of my
cock and I opened my eyes to see him smiling at me
"You had a cum Jace, you had your first cum. Did you like it; isn't it
awesome?" In retrospect it had been incredible and I wanted to do it
again. I never felt anything like that at all. He finally let go of
me. "You didn't make any sperms but maybe if you do this every day it will
help make your balls start making sperm." Of course I had no idea how false
that was but at the time the plan seemed sound.
I finally rolled onto my side then thanked Jeff for showing me that and
answering all my questions. He said he was glad to do it and anytime I had
questions to ask him. I saw that his cock was still full on hard and that
some liquid was seeping out of the slip so asked him if he wanted me to do
it to him, to make him squirt again.
"Not today shortstop cuz the twins will be home soon but maybe sometime we
can do that if you'd like to." That he didn't tell me to keep quiet about
it was a testimony to how much Jeff trusted me and I knew I would never
violate that trust. Of course I knew that he was referring to the twins cuz
he'd already said something about Seth and that reminded me of something.
"Jeff, I have another question." He stopped at the foot of the bed, his
long hard cock sticking out a mile.
"What's that shortstop?" I told him about hearing the twins talking softly
one night and now I knew what the come word meant but Rawn said that it
hurt then after some groaning and stuff he asked Shawn for a rag cuz he was
leaking.
"Why would it hurt him Jeff? Then he said next time would be his turn. What
were they talking about, do you know?" A sort of scowl crossed my other
brother's face for a moment but he said in kindly voice,
"Well shortstop, I guess those are other lessons that we'll have do in the
future. Okay? Now I gotta shower," and he head off to the bathroom, his
butt swaying as he walked. It occurred to me that that Jeff had a nice butt
and as soon as that thought crossed my mind, I wondered where in the hell
it had come from, the idea that I thought another boy's butt was cute.
So it was, that afternoon, that quite a few questions had been answered for
me but of course it opened the door for a great many more. I wondered how
often Jeff did that thing, that beating off. As good as it felt for me I
knew that it was going to be a daily occurrence just like brushing my teeth
and eating. I wondered how many times a day he could do that, briefly
envisioning myself with my finger wrapped around my hard young cock as much
as possible. I wondered if he always made that much of sperms and if he
always shot it that far. A number of things crossed my mind as I lay there
on Jeff's bed playing with my cock and balls but then my belly growled so I
put my clothes back on and headed downstairs to find something to quell
that feeling.
During the next week I carefully measured my cock every single day but gave
up on it, as nothing seemed to change. It wasn't like our corn plants after
all. At a certain place in its growth you can see a difference in growth
every day with corn. In fact you can actually hear corn growing
sometimes. People don't know that but it's true. We were at a neighbors
farm one time and he explained it to me and even showed me. He had a huge
field growing and he said that on hot days, when there was absolutely no
breeze and there were no other sounds, if you were real quiet you could
hear a faint rustling. That was such a day and we stood very quiet standing
at the edge of his field and sure enough you could hear a very slight
rustling sound as though a light breeze was blowing through the stalks but
there was no breeze. What is was is that corn does grow really fast and all
those corn stalks doing the same thing caused their leaves to rub against
each other. I swear, it's true, ask any corn farmer and he'll tell you.
Anyhow, I measured, was disappointed, so then stroked my rigid cock, just
like Jeff had done, and brought on my own cums. The first few times it was
sort of uncomfortable cuz it tickled so fucking much but I got used to it
pretty quick, as all boys do, and learned how to ride the feelings out to
that final conclusion that made my whole body almost go numb. Jeff checked
in with me privately every so often, asking if I was practicing. I'd nod my
head then he'd ruffle my hair and tell me to keep it up, then laugh at his
joke, which took me a couple of times before I got it.
And then, about six weeks, maybe two months, after Jeff taught me how to
jack off it happened. I had my first real sperming. I was out in the
hayloft just lazing about cuz it was hot outside yet the inner recesses of
our large barn were a little cooler. So there I was, lying there thinking
of nothing and absently rubbing the front of my jeans, which of course made
me young boy hard. I'd discovered jacking off in the outdoors fairly early
on and loved the feeling of it, of being outside with my jeans down, or
even off, my naked young body being caressed by a breeze or the sun. So I
tugged my jeans and my underwear off then laid them on the hay, not wanting
my bare little ass to be poked by the dried grasses, then leaned back
against a hay bale and went to work. Like all young jack offer's, I used
the thumb and forefinger or index finger method, the digits all placed high
in my shaft, just under the head. I had tried tugging gently on my balls,
just like Jeff, and found that I sort of liked it. It made me feel even
more sexy than I was already feeling. Overall, the feelings were awesome
but it still was better when Jeff did it too me.
It usually didn't take long for me to cum and this time wasn't any
different, the tickling feelings coming on quickly. The intensity was so
much that I just let my head fall backwards, my eyes close, as my body
tingled all over from my preteen orgasm. Only this time was different. I
felt something on my lower belly so opened my eyes and looked down. Sure
enough, there it was, my first actual sperming. Right there under my cock
head was a small drop of clear liquid. I continued to slowly stroke my cock
for a moment while my other hand reached out and I touched the drop with my
index finger then rubbed it against my thumb, feeling it's stickiness and
verifying that it was indeed cum. I felt myself smile to no one, proud that
I'd arrived and was now on par, well sort of, with my older brothers and
the rest of the sperming throngs of humanity. Of course I had to taste the
stuff, and I did, gently putting what was left of my offering to my
tongue. It was pretty bland.
I wiped the rest of the stuff from my belly then wiped my fingers on the
hay and put my clothes back on, anxious to find Jeff and tell him the good
news. He was out for a run, he ran all the time, so I sat on the swing on
our covered front porch and waited for him. No one else was home; mom in
town shopping, the twins with her, while dad went about his job as a
regional manager for John Deere. So I sat and swung, not thinking about
much of anything until I saw Jeff coming up our long driveway.
He trotted into the yard, where he slowed down and walked around a bit in
the shade under our huge weeping willow, cooling down. When he approached
the porch I stood up and the grin on my face caused him to ask what I was
so happy about.
"I did it Jeff, I made sperm. It was only a little tiny drop but it was
clear and all sticky, just like your precum stuff." Needless to say I was
quite proud and Jeff seemed just as proud and happy for me as I was.
"That's awesome shortstop," he said, again ruffling my hair. He paused a
moment then asked if I wanted to show him. Well of course I was more than
willing to do exactly that and I told him so. He said he wanted to take a
shower first cuz he was so sticky but if I wanted to wait, he'd be back
down stairs in a minute. He didn't wait for an answer but headed into the
house, returning ten minutes later dressed in sport shorts and carrying two
cokes.
"So you did it, you made sperm," he said, handing me a coke and sitting
next to me and facing me. Jeff was so cool and I thought, such a cute
boy. About five foot seven or so, he had dark blond hair just like me,
although his was blonder cuz he spent more time in the sun that I did. Like
me he had blue eyes although not the same ice blue that mine were. His face
was smooth without any moles or blemishes but he was starting to get a
little bit of dark hairs on his upper lip. I knew he was proud of those
hairs cause I'd catch him smoothing them sometimes, although there wasn't
much to smooth. I guess when I thought about it all my brothers were pretty
cute, the twins almost beautiful I thought. I wasn't any different than
they were so I guess that made me pretty cute too, my ice blue eyes being a
strong feature.
"Would you like to do it together shortstop, make cum?" he asked. I nodded
my head eagerly. I was willing to do most anything with Jeff.
"But I just did less than half an hour ago Jeff. Do you think I can make
some more so soon?" He smiled and said there was only one way to find out
but that generally, most guys could squirt out lots during any given day,
his own record being five times. Fuuuuck, that had to be a lot of cum.
"Okay," said Jeff. He set his coke down and stood up, then pushed his
shorts to the floor; he hadn't put on underwear, and stood facing me, his
long cock already starting to harden up.
"Right here on the porch?" I asked, looking around.
"Sure, why not. Nobody around and we can see a car coming before it even
gets to our driveway. It's cool. You'll like doing it outside, makes it
more fun." I didn't bother to tell him that I already discovered jacking
off outside, I was still too amazed that we were gonna jack off sitting on
our front porch, wide open to the world, not that there was anyone within
viewing distance. I stood up and tugged off my jeans and underwear, freeing
up my own already rigid young cock. Like Jeff, I wasn't wearing a t-shirt;
that garment rarely worn during the hot summer months. Like my older
brother, I stepped out of my clothes and stood before him, naked as the day
I was born, albeit much bigger. Jeff reached out and grasped onto my cock
and felt it, squeezing gently. Fuck I loved that.
"I see you're getting more hairs, and your balls seem a little bigger
shortstop," he told me as he gently stroked me. "You can hold mine too if
you want to." I did, and I did, want to and hold him that is, grasping onto
his thick shaft, that by then was fully hard and sticking straight out from
his slender body. I discovered that I loved holding Jeff's hard cock. The
thing felt so good in my hand, the warmth and stiffness of it. I slowly
stroked the mammoth thing, as Jeff was doing to me, the difference being
that I was about ready to cum and I told him so. He chuckled softly as a
knowing smile crossed his face.
"Okay, let's sit down," he said, letting go of my penis. We sat close to
each other and he asked me if I wanted him to beat me off, to which I only
nodded my head. He turned sideways on the swing and took hold of my cock
again, using the thumb and finger technique. I leaned back in the swing and
let the feelings pour over me and in moments the tickling started. It
happened so fast for me and it would be a year at least before I was able
to tell when I was about to cum. All of a sudden my whole body went goose
bumpy and the tickling sensation centered in my cock was driving me nuts. I
watched as the drop of liquid popped out my cock head and landed close to
my belly button, definitely farther than the first one had, my first actual
shoot. I was so proud.
"Awesome shortstop," Jeff said as he continued to slowly stroke my cock. I
would learn in a few moments why he did that. Then he did something that
amazed me. My brother leaned down and licked my drop of sperm from my
belly.
"Why'd you do that Jeff? I asked, still panting. He said cuz he wanted to
see how I tasted, if it tasted like his and when I asked if it did, he said
no, that my cum was a little different. Probably cuz I wasn't making full
on sperm yet, just getting ready do. I accepted that. What the hell, I
expected him to know more than me, no matter that bits of his information
were way off but that's the nature of teen age boys.
"Did you like that shortstop? Isn't it more fun when someone else jacks you
off?" I admitted that it was totally rad. "So, will you do it for me now,
wanna make me squirt?" Oh hell yes I wanted to make him shoot out sperms
and I told him so.
He told me to get up and when I did he laid down on the swing then told me
to get on my knees next to him, which I did, using my jeans to keep my
knees off the wooden porch. He showed my how to hold his cock and what to
do, although I didn't really need a lesson, then he laid back and let me
jack him. At one point he told me to use both hands so I did. Jeff tugged
on his balls with one hand while the other one seemed to go further down
and play with his butt crack, which gave me some more things to experiment
with at first opportunity. Finally, after what seemed like ages, he said to
go faster and squeeze his cock harder cuz he was gonna cum in just a
second. I did as he asked then felt his cock get stiffer in my hands then
he spurted out all over hell. I'd been holding his cock almost straight up
in the air and I swear the first shot of stuff went a foot out of his
cock. That one was followed by at least five more but I wasn't counting cuz
his sperm was going in the air like a Roman candle then falling like rain
all over my arms, on Jeff's belly and even the swing. His flat muscular
belly would convulse each time he squirted, almost like he was puking,
which I spose he sorta was. The thing finally quit spurting and slowed to a
dribble but a rather fast one, the white goo oozing out of his slit and
down the shaft and onto my fingers. He asked me to keep stroking until he
said to stop and I did, learning that it helps get all the sperm out as
well as feeling good. Another lesson.
I finally let go and his cock fell to his belly, hitting it with a
smack. Boy, my arms were sore from jacking him off and wondered if that was
gonna happen to me as I grew up and got used to cumming so that it took
longer. Jeff finally got up and said,
Come on shortstop lets clean this shit off," and walked off the porch to
the front lawn where he turned on the water hose and proceeded to wash the
sticky stuff from his body. Of course the hose had been lying in the hot
sun and the water inside of it was like hot water from the faucet. He
washed quickly then had me hold my arms out and got his sperm cleaned of
off me as well. Once that was done he knelt in front of me and, looking up
at me, told me that was awesome and asked how I liked jacking him off.
"It was way fun Jeff but my arms got so tired cuz it took so long for you
to cum." He smiled and said that was the way it was sometimes, that it took
longer for older guys to finally squirt. He reached out and grasped onto my
still rock hard cock and stroked me a couple of time then asked,
"So, you wanna try something else? Of course I nodded my head. If it was
with Jeff and it was sex then I was up for it, no pun intended. I just
wasn't even, prepared for what he did next.
Jeff pulled my cock down so it was straight out like his then leaned
forward to put it in his mouth and closed his lips over it. The whole new
set of feelings that roared through my body were so much better than before
and I knew that I was gonna break my record of two cums in one day. Jeff
put one hand on my butt and the other cupped my balls and using them to
guide me, got me to move my hips and fuck his warm mouth. I thought I was
gonna die. His tongue was feeling around my cock like a dog sniffing out a
new space and his lips pressed against the rim of my cock head as I moved
my cock in and out of his mouth. He must have sensed that I would cum soon,
or maybe he just knew from his own experience but he finally stopped and
took my cock from his mouth.
"What did you think about that shortstop?"
"Oh gosh Jeff that was incredible. I never felt anything like that
before. And you holding my balls like that and feeling on my butt, oh man
Jeff it all felt so awesome good." I wondered why he stopped sucking on me
but I didn't want to ask. I was sure he had a reason and in his next
question I found out just what that was.
"So, how do you feel about trying that on me shortstop? Do you want to try
sucking my cock?"
"Do you really want me to try it Jeff?" I asked. He nodded his head.
"If you want to yes but I don't want you to do it unless you really want to
try it. It's why I stopped sucking on you cuz if you cummed then you might
not be in the mood. If you don't want to try it, it's okay and I'll keep
sucking on your cock and make you cum in my mouth." He smiled at that last
statement and I wondered about that, about cumming in someone's mouth. I
figured that if Jeff came in my mouth I'd probly drown cuz of so much sperm
that he made. The thing was, once he started sucking my cock I immediately
wondered about sucking his, and I did want to try it, except for one thing.
"I really do want to try it Jeff but the thing is so big. I don't think I
can do much." He chuckled and said,
"I wouldn't expect you to be able to take much of my cock in your mouth
Jace. People have to practice to be able to get much of my cock in their
mouths" I had to wonder just which people was he talking about but he was
standing up and his cock was almost poking me in the belly. I got on my
knees and took hold of him, and I swear the thing was as thick as my
forearm and maybe longer. I held his cock in place and leaned forward with
my mouth as wide open as I could get it and as I started for his cock head
he told me to cover my teeth with my lips.
"Like this shortstop," he said and I looked up to see his demonstration
then did as he showed me and went back. I opened wide and put my mouth
over the head then close down on it. My tongue didn't have any place to go
so I made it do what Jeff had done to me and that is, I explored his cock
head with it. I noticed how soft the skin was, almost delicate. My tongue
found his slit and explored that. Above me Jeff moaned and told me I was
doing real good but to try and suck on it like it was an ice dream cone. I
did as he asked, moving my head back and forth over the head, just like
when I did an ice cream cone to stop it from melting all over hell. He told
me I could also stroke on his cock if I wanted to so I tried it, reveling
in the whole experience of sucking him and stroking at the same time, sort
of like I was really out there doin it. I moved my hand from his cock felt
on his balls, holding them and cupping them, feeling how heavy they were,
interested in the feeling of the furry sac they were in and as soon as I
did, Jeff's hand took over the stroking on his cock.
My mouth was getting sore from keeping it open so much and I was gonna stop
but Jeff said,
"Just a little longer shortstop, oh god, I'm almost there." That encouraged
me, the idea that I was using my lips to make Jeff cum. I thought it was so
cool so kept doing what I was doing and then he moaned out loud and I felt
his cock head sort of swell against my lips and all of a sudden my mouth
was filled with warm liquid. Fuck he was cumming in my mouth.
"Oh fuck oh god Jace, swallow my cum, oh fuck," he moaned out. I tried to
swallow it but I couldn't. There was just too much of the stuff and my
mouth was already filled with his thick fat cock head. I took my mouth off
if his cock and was immediately blasted right under my nose with a shot of
sperm. I tried to back away but Jeff's cock was on a rampage it seemed like
and as I turned my head to move I got shot in the cheek and then on my
ear. I rolled backwards onto the grass to get away from the spurting
machine, keeping my eyes on it as it kept erupting stingy strands of gooey
white fluid that seemed to chase after me, a shot of the stuff landing on
my leg. I felt the cum hanging on my lips and stuck my tongue out to try
and wipe it off and Jeff laughed saying it looked hot with his cum all over
my face. I couldn't see how but then I was a novice. Within six months I'd
willingly sit still while all three of my older brothers shot their sperm
all over my smooth young face and body.
Jeff's cock finally slowed to a dribble, the cum oozing out and dangling
off the end of his dick like a line on a fishing pole, which I pointed out
to him and got a laugh.
"I'm sorry I came in your mouth like that shortstop, it was just so hot
seeing your lips on me like that and sucking me and stuff. You're just so
fucking cute, you know that? He got down on the grass and wiped his sperm
from my face, flinging it like snot into the grass. Then he did another
strange thing. He pulled me into his lap and hugged me really tight. Oh man
it felt so good, him holding me against him and feeling his naked warm body
on my skin. I hugged him back and then I did a strange thing.
"I love you so much Jeff," I whispered in his ear then laid my head on his
shoulder.
"I love you too shortstop." He whispered back. He held me and sort of
rocked for a minute or so then said, "So, you want me to make you cum now?"
"Yeah, that would be cool," I said so he laid me down in the grass, being
extra gentle like, then knelt beside me, his hard cock resting on my hip,
and rubbed on my chest and my belly a little bit. Then he leaned down and,
holding my hard cock up in the air, lowered his head and took the whole
thing in his mouth. His free hand felt and tugged on my balls as he sucked
me, going all the way up until only the tip of my cock head was being held
by his soft lips then went back down until his nose poked my pubic bone. I
was moaning out loud as he sucked me then all of a sudden the tickling
started and before I knew it I was holding on to Jeff's head and pushing my
hips in the air, trying to make sure all of my cock stayed in his
mouth. Jeff must have swallowed my sperms, not that there was any huge
amount there, and then all of a sudden my cock head was so sensitive I
couldn't stand it.
"Stop Jeff, it tickles too much," I giggled, pushing his head off of my
dick. He took my cock from his mouth and sat on the grass with his legs
crossed.
"How was that, did you like cumming like that," he asked me and I nodded my
head vigorously.
"Yeah, I did Jeff. Thanks a lot."
"Any time shortstop. So I guess, if you want to, there are other things I
can show you."
"Oh yeah, that would be so cool Jeff. I love doing stuff with you. What
kind of stuff will you show me?" his head snapped to the right and he
stared for a moment then stood up.
"Come on shortstop, I see the dust trial, we gotta get dressed pronto," And
he walked quickly to the porch while I washed my face quickly before
following him. We knew a car was coming for half a mile or more before it
got to our driveway cuz of the dirt road that led to, and went past, our
farm. The road was a little hilly but in pretty good shape so you could get
up to thirty miles and hour or so on it which kicked up a dust trail that
you could see before the vehicle making it came into sight. Even if you did
see the vehicle, from that distance when you first saw it, no one could see
that there were two naked boys in the yard, in fact they couldn't really
see people from that distance but he hurried just the same. Jeff and I
leapt the steps to the porch and quickly tugged our shorts on. Jeff went
immediately upstairs to put on underwear and stuff as well as get his hard
cock to go down, while I sat on the swing, and he was still gone when our
Ford Expedition pulled into the driveway and up to the front of the house.
The twins bounded out of the back doors, each carrying a bag, and headed
for the porch while I started toward where mom was. They smiled at me and
said hey and Rawn kept going but Shawn stopped, looked at me for a second,
looked to see that mom was still preoccupied then nodded toward my leg and
said quietly,
"You missed some," smiled, and went into the house. I looked down and
there, on the side of my calf, was a little streak of Jeff's cum, the glob
still so fresh that it was clearly identifiable, at least to a boy, as
sperm. I was embarrassed, and a little frightened, the scared part more
about being teased relentlessly than anything else. I wiped it off just as
Jeff came out the door and I grabbed him before he got past me and told him
about it. He told me not to worry that he'd talk to the twins right away
then we both went down to help haul in the rest of whatever mom had
purchased.
That night as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, I let my brain roam back
over the day's events and man were there a lot of them. Not only had I made
sperm for the first time, I'd jacked off three times, a record for me. I'd
sucked cock, gotten sucked, swallowed a bunch of cum and had my face
splattered with even more. At first that seemed a little.gross but looking
back on it I thought it was kinda hot and thought that I might like to try
it again. The twins were now aware that I was beating off and making sperm
and while they didn't say anything to me they seemed kinder to me that day,
like maybe I'd just joined a club or something.
While the day had advanced my knowledge of things sexual it also opened the
door to more questions. As I lie there, finally starting to drift off to
sleep, I wondered when I'd get the chance to either ask the questions or
somehow run into the answers to them. If I had known just how soon that was
going to happen I probably would have lain awake the next few nights in
anticipation.